Because Zuo Si and his group did not trigger the warning runes and traps placed near the cave entrance, but instead carefully avoided them with the help of detection magic.
At this moment, the man who looked to be around fifty years old was standing in an empty natural cave, staring at the special envoy sent by the Zhentarim high-level officials a few meters away, and confirmed again: "Ms. Clarice, your target this time is just a box, right?"
"That's right! We only want a box and its contents. Other than that, all the goods in the caravan belong to you, the Dragon Cult."
The woman in a blue robe called Clarice answered in the affirmative without hesitation.
She always had a faint smile on her face, and didn't show any impatience or annoyance because of the other party's repeated questioning.
"I don't understand. What on earth is in this box that could make you make such a big fuss and even willing to give up goods worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins?" The purple-robed priest cautiously tested.
Although in Faerun, the Cult of the Dragon is as terrifying and famous as the Zhentarim.
But when it comes to intelligence collection and transmission, the former is not even worthy of carrying shoes for the latter.
In addition, the organizational structure of the Dragon Worship Cult itself is very loose.
Therefore, the purple-robed priest did not yet know what had happened in the southern port of Kalin, let alone that the Church of Xirik had lost an important box.
The only thing we know is that Beltogas and several high-level mages in the stronghold all died near the monster camp outside the city of Mylatma.
The one who did it was a powerful spellcaster named Soth.
This is also a prerequisite for the two evil organizations to reach trust and cooperation because they have a common enemy.
Clarice responded in a slightly playful tone: "Sorry, this is a secret, I can't tell you. But I think the caravan's goods worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins should be enough to dispel your unnecessary curiosity, right?"
"Of course. Please forgive me for the offense."
Seeing that there was no way the other party would tell him the truth, the purple-robed priest immediately gave up trying.
After all, no matter what is in that box, it is far less important to the Dragon Worshipping Cult than the treasures and goods worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins.
With these riches, they can lure more evil dragons who value money as their life to become allies of the organization and expand their sphere of influence in the Vortex Mountains.
If one could successfully persuade a dragon that was about to die or was seriously injured to agree to transform itself into a dracolich, it would definitely be considered a great achievement.
Moreover, the dragon lich is the same as the lich. As long as the life box is protected, it can be reborn infinitely.
The panic and destructive power they can cause are far more terrifying than real dragons.
If they relied on the Starswirl Mountains as their rear base, captured Zazespor, an important port city on the west coast of Faerun, and then intervened in the civil war in the Kingdom of Tethyr, they might be able to establish a country ruled by dead dragons as predicted by Sammaster.
Thinking of this scene, the purple-robed priest trembled with excitement.
Just like that, after a brief conversation, both sides fell into silence again.
Because they were all waiting, waiting for the men who were ambushing on the cliffs of "Lucky Valley" to bring back the good news that the ambush was successful.
Unfortunately, these people will probably never receive the so-called "good news".
Just when Clarice was about to cast a communication magic to inquire about the progress of the matter, a loud noise suddenly echoed throughout the cave.
boom!!!!!!!!
Along with violent tremors that shook the earth, the ground beneath their cave suddenly cracked without warning, and extremely hot red magma gushed out from deep within the earth.
Countless members of the Dragon Cult who had no time to react, as well as many Zhentarim guards, all let out heart-wrenching screams.
Those who fell into the hot magma were lucky, because the maddening pain lasted only a few seconds before they died.
In contrast, those unlucky people who did not fall in but were splashed with lava instead would have to endure the pain for a longer time.
[Deadly Lava]! An eighth-level spell.
In order to prove her own worth, the lich, Vanessa, used her ultimate skill right at the start, giving the opponent a small surprise of "billion points".
But that's not all! Alena immediately followed up with a [Fireball], killing a group of Dragon Worshipers who had managed to escape the lava's influence.
At this time, the purple-robed priest finally realized that his lair had been invaded. He immediately used magic items to protect himself and shouted, "Who? Who dares to break into this sacred place?"
"You sent people to ambush me, and now you have the nerve to ask who I am?"
Zuo Si slowly walked out of the darkness, with dazzling arcane light flashing all over his body, and it was obvious that he had cast many protective spells in advance.
"It's you?!"
Clarice's pupils suddenly dilated and she became extremely nervous.
Because she had seen Zuo Si's portrait and detailed description from the intelligence collected by the Zhentarim.
Knowing how dangerous this human boy who looks about ten years old and has oriental temperament is.
Whether it was his first appearance on the deserted island that caused the defeat of the famous Captain "Blood Hand", or his actions in Port Calin, he demonstrated quite astonishing and terrifying potential.
The most important thing is that the other party doesn't care about laws, rules and the like, and will never be bound by any rules.
Once they confirm that someone is an enemy, they will kill and destroy him without mercy. Their ruthlessness is so ruthless that even many Zhentarim killers are terrified.
If it weren't for the personal order from Manson, the founder and one of the top leaders of the organization, Clarice would not have wanted to be an enemy of such a dangerous guy.
But unfortunately, although her status is much higher than those low-level spies and assassins, she is not yet one of the bigwigs in the "inner circle".
When an order comes from a higher level, it must be carried out no matter how dangerous it is.
"Hello, Ms. Clarice. If I'm not mistaken, you and the evil master behind you should want this, right?"
Zuo Si took out a box made of fine gold from his bag and shook it gently with a smile on his face.
moment!
The Zhentarim messenger's expression changed, and he asked nervously, "You...you opened it?"
"No, I don't have the ability to open a box sealed by so many divine runes. Someone else opened it. As for the things inside... they have been completely destroyed."
As he spoke, Zuo Si opened the box and showed the empty interior to everyone.
As for the dried-up heart that had lost its divine power, it had already been placed in a new container that was shielded from magical detection.
He planned to use this heart as the core to create a powerful undead creature after he settled down.
Even though it has lost its divine power, it is still the heart of Baal, the god of murder.
"What? Destroyed? That's impossible! No mortal can destroy murder..."
Perhaps because she was too emotional, Clarice almost let the cat out of the bag.
Fortunately, she reacted quickly enough and stopped at the most critical point in time.
Otherwise, God knows how the purple-robed priest of the Dragon Worship Cult next to him would react.
After all, it is the heart of God! Although he was driven down to the mortal world by the God of Gods Io during the Year of Troubles, strictly speaking, he can only be regarded as a "saint".
But the power contained in his body is genuine.
This can be seen from the fact that they can grant divine spells to the priests around them.
There are not many things in this world that can truly hurt God.
Clarice has no faith that Zuo Si has the ability to destroy what remains of the heart of the late Baal, the god of murder.
She believed that the other party opened the box through some unknown method, discovered the heart containing the killing power inside, and then hid it.
You must know that since the death of Bane, the god of tyranny, the Zhentarim have been split into two factions.
One faction supports converting to Cyric, and believes that this new god who has obtained all the priesthood and power of the Three Gods of Death is the one who can lead the organization to defeat the Harpist Alliance and the Chosen Ones of the Goddess of Magic in the future.
This faction is growing at an unimaginable speed as Cyric has become one of the most powerful gods in the entire continent of Faerun.
The other faction firmly believes that Cyric's style of doing things is too chaotic and may bring devastating disaster to the Zhentarim.
The latter united around Furzol Chamberlain, the Chosen of Bane, and joined the demigod Achitu Xvim, the Son of Bane.
Clarice's master, the nominal lord of Zhentil Keep, the original founder of the Zhentarim, and the famous wizard legendary of Faerun - Manshoon, obviously does not like Cyric of the Chaos Camp and his ambitious and crazy followers at all.
In order to prevent the organization he founded from falling into the hands of the Church of Cyric, Manshoon has begun secretly planning to transfer the manpower of Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim, while collecting things that can be used to fight against Cyric.
This time, Clarice took a huge risk and came to the Starswirl Mountains to cooperate with the Cult of the Dragon in order to get the heart left behind by Baal, the God of Murder, for Manshoon.
She simply couldn't imagine how the evil and cruel master would deal with her if she failed.
Zuo Si, who had blessed himself with the [Detect Thoughts] magic in advance, keenly sensed the panic and fear in the heart of the woman in front of him, and asked with a smile: "What if the person who opened this box is not a mortal?"
"Not a mortal?!"
Clarice's heart skipped a beat and she suddenly had a bad feeling.
"That's right! The one who destroyed the heart of Baal, the god of murder, was the incarnation of Ilmater, the god of suffering.
So please go back and tell Lord Manson not to bother me anymore.
This time, I will kill all the Zhentarim members except you as a warning.
If it happens a second time, I might consider going to Zhentil Keep myself to do something as revenge.
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you that I am actually the chosen one of Talona, the goddess of poison and disease, and I possess enough power to easily destroy a city or even a country.
So if you have any evil thoughts, you'd better consider the consequences first."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si slowly raised his hand and transformed the horrible viruses, bacteria and highly toxic substances into pure energy form, and then released it violently.
The next second...
Boom!!! Everything within a radius of hundreds of meters around him was engulfed by this black energy flame.
Except for Clarice, all the members of the Zhentarim at the back fell to their knees and let out blood-curdling howls.
In just less than a second, countless blisters began to grow on these people's skin, followed by rapid pus and ulceration.
A large amount of liquid with a pungent smell flowed out from the surface of the body, creating a hellish scene.
In the end, in less than half a minute, all the unlucky people who were swept by the black energy flames turned into a pool of blood and were eventually evaporated by the magma, without even a decent bone left.
The only things that proved that a group of people had indeed been killed were the black energy balls of varying sizes floating in the air.
"Elect... voters?!"
Watching the horrific death of the guard who was only one step away from her, Clarice felt her scalp tingling and her whole body was soaked in cold sweat.
Because what Zuo Si displayed was no longer magic or divine arts, but the power bestowed by God on his chosen people.
Knowing Fouchel Chamberlain, the Chosen One of the Banns, she knew exactly what the word "Chosen One" meant.
And voters are not the same as each other.
Some gods are very generous to their chosen ones, just like the Goddess of Magic who bestowed the powerful "Silver Fire" upon her chosen ones.
Some gods are very stingy with their chosen ones and grant very little power, such as Cyric.
The terrible power used by Zuo Sigang obviously belongs to the former type.
That's not a spell-like ability at all.
But it is a divine power that truly should belong only to gods, just like the "Silver Fire".
Without exception, the elects who possess such power have received God's unparalleled trust and favor.
Even if they die, there is a high probability that the gods will resurrect them personally.
Clarice couldn't imagine what kind of doomsday scene it would be if she angered this terrible guy in front of her, and then he ran to Zhentil Keep to spread a deadly plague and kill everyone in the city.
"Ma'am, you should go before I change my mind."
Zuo Si raised his hand to absorb the black energy balls into his body and gave a meaningful reminder.
"What about the men I brought with me? Are they all dead?" Clarice asked in a slightly trembling voice.
The woman had obviously realized the result, but she still wanted to confirm it so that she could explain to her master when she returned.
Zuo Si smiled and nodded. "That's right. If you mean those guys who were ambushing on the cliffs on both sides of Lucky Valley, they were all killed half an hour ago. After all, they attacked me, which was an unforgivable mistake. Finally, give my regards to Lord Mansong and wish him good health."
While saying this, Zuo Si deliberately placed one hand on his chest and bowed politely.
"I will. Farewell, the Chosen One of the Goddess of Poison and Disease, the Impressive Lord Soth."
Clarice also returned the greeting with one hand on her chest, and then activated the teleportation magic and disappeared without a trace.
After seeing his allies leave, the purple-robed priest of the Dragon Worship Cult came back to his senses and stared into the eyes of the boy in front of him who looked only about ten years old.
After a full minute, he finally said, "Dear Elector, I think we can resolve this dispute through negotiation."
"Negotiate? Lady Clarisse has the Zhentarim and Zhentil Keep behind her, as well as powerful spellcasters like Manshoon and Fuzor Chamberlain, so she was able to leave alive. Tell me, who do you think you are to want to negotiate with me?"
Zuo Si did not hide anything and was very direct in his sarcasm.
In his opinion, apart from the founder of the Dragon Cult, Sammaster, who was still a "big shot", the rest were a group of mentally ill and unreasonable lunatics and psychopaths.
In addition, he let Clarisse, one of Manshoon's men, go. Now he needs a target to "establish his authority" and let all the major evil organizations in Faerun know what the price will be for provoking him.
The Dragon Cult, which has no support from any gods and lacks high-level spellcasters, is naturally a very good target.
"Asshole! How dare you insult me?"
The purple-robed priest was obviously enraged, with an extremely crazy light flashing in his eyes.
No matter what, he is the supreme leader of this stronghold and has the final say.
Even though he behaves like a humble servant in front of the evil dragons, it does not mean that he will not strike back hard when facing humans.
Just the opposite!
The followers of the Cult of the Dragon are most ruthless when they attack their own kind.
In their view, the world is destined to be ruled by giant dragons from the dead, known as dracolichs.
Only those who join the Dragon Cult and serve the dragon are the "chosen people" of the new world.
And those "fools" who still believe in gods are destined to become slaves crawling at their own feet in the future.
So the purple-robed priest did not hesitate for even a second and directly activated the magic ring on his finger.
moment!
An indescribable chill swept through the entire cave.
Immediately afterwards, a giant dragon skeleton exuding the breath of death slowly walked out from the left side of the cave leading to a deeper cave.
It was over twenty-five meters long, and its wings looked tattered. Most of the muscles and scales had fallen off and rotted away, leaving only sharp wing bones.
Near the lower part of the abdominal ribs, one can clearly observe dense negative energy gathering into a ball.
A terrifying red light flickered in the two eye sockets on the skull.
There is no doubt that this is the trump card of the purple-robed priest of the Dragon Worship Cult, a dragon lich transformed from an unknown dragon.
Judging from the huge size of the skeleton, it should be at least an evil dragon that is at the "extremely old" or even "ancient dragon" age.
"Why did you call me?" the dracolich asked bluntly.
The purple-robed priest pointed at Zuo Si and his group and replied, "Help me kill these invaders! Be careful! The guy who looks like a human child is the chosen one of the goddess of poison and plague, Talona."
"The Chosen One of the Goddess of Toxic and Plague?" The dragon lich laughed contemptuously. "Hahahaha! What kind of threat can the power of poison and plague pose to an undead like me?"
"Trust me, you'll find out soon enough."
Zuo Si had obviously anticipated this scene. He turned around and winked at Vanessa, who was also a lich.
The latter understood what he meant and instantly activated the [Advanced Invisibility] on his cloak, disappearing without a trace.
Almost at the same time, Wilmes also changed back into the form of a red dragon, jumped down from a high place on the right side of the cave, and smashed it hard on the dragon lich's head.
Bang! The latter didn't even have time to react before several bones were broken.
The strike was successful! Wilmes immediately opened his big mouth full of sharp teeth, bit the opponent's neck bone, and then used his best fire breath without hesitation.
Boom!!! The dazzling red cone-shaped flame instantly illuminated the entire cave.
By the way, he also killed a large number of members of the Dragon Worship Cult on the opposite side.
Only the purple-robed priest and a few powerful mages under his command managed to escape.
But before these people could start preparing spells to fight back, they saw Alena activate a magic scroll.
The next second...
Fourth-ring magic [Dimension Anchor].
When dealing with a spellcaster who has the ability to teleport, this almost has to be released at the first opportunity.
Because only in this way can we prevent these spellcasters from running away when they feel the situation is not good.
Seeing that in the center of the huge cave, the two dragons had entangled together and started close combat. Basically, no one had the chance to chant spells. Zuo Si took out the only LV6 card in his hand without hesitation and summoned the Iron Golem with the strongest combat ability.
When this huge monster made of more than 20 tons of steel appeared out of thin air, it immediately rushed to the location of the dragon lich, opened its fangs reinforced with adamantium and bit it hard.
Snap!
No surprises!
The dragon lich's thick and strong tailbone was bitten into two pieces on the spot.
Obviously, this is why Zuo Si insisted on using all the limited amount of refined gold on hand to forge the teeth and claws of the iron golem.
Because refined gold has a property that no other metal can match, which is its extremely terrifying hardness.
Any weapon made of refined gold can easily pierce and tear apart those seemingly very strong steel armors.
This means that anything that is not as hard as platinum will be as fragile as paper in front of platinum weapons.
Moreover, the golem has no independent consciousness, no ability to think, and no fear. It merely mechanically executes the orders given by its master.
After biting off the dragon lich's tail, it immediately jumped up and used its terrifying weight of twenty tons to perform a "Mount Tai's Pressure".
Wilmes, who was originally fighting with the dragon lich, was so frightened when he saw this move that he hurriedly retreated, fearing that he would be accidentally implicated.
It turned out that her judgment was correct.
If a piece of metal weighing twenty tons falls from a great height, its horrific destructive power is simply beyond the ability of any living creature to withstand.
The red dragon's huge body had just jumped away when the iron golem smashed the dragon lich's spine and ribs into pieces with a bang.
Its bones, which were hard enough to withstand the blows of swords and knives, were simply unable to withstand such horrific impact.
What's even more terrifying is that the Iron Golem has amazing resistance to magic.
The dragon lich's most powerful magic of charm and control has no effect on this heavy metal creature.
In desperation, it could only open its mouth and try to bite the iron golem's head, and then prepare to release dragon breath.
But unfortunately, before this action could be put into action, he was pinned to the ground by the sharp claws of the Iron Golem.
Click!
With a crisp sound, the adamantine claws crushed the dragon lich's skull.
With strong reluctance, frustration and anger, the lich transformed from an unknown dragon returned to its life box.
During the entire process, it didn't release a single spell, nor was it able to use its breathing ability.
Compared to the earth-shaking battle here, the battle with the purple-robed priest of the Dragon Worshiping Cult and his men on the other side seemed unremarkable.
Because Zuo Si used a [Silence] card from the very beginning, making it impossible for all the opponent's spellcasters to chant spells.
Immediately afterwards, the ferocious leopard that had been lurking for half a day jumped out from the darkness, rushed into the crowd and started attacking and biting.
The half-orc Rhett and the dragon knight Davian immediately launched an attack, and with the help of Alena's fire magic, they killed most of them in no time.
Seeing that defeat was inevitable, the purple-robed priest turned around and tried to run deeper into the cave.
As a result, he was immediately blocked by a wall of fire.
In desperation, they could only rely on the magic items they carried with them, and a very small number of low-level spells that were memorized through super magic techniques - instant spell memorization.
Even after drinking the invisibility potion, he was forced out by Zuo Si's magic [Eliminate Invisibility].
As the protective magic on his body was removed one by one, he was finally pierced through the eye socket by Huntington's enchanted arrow and died on the spot.
Shaking off the brains and blood on his axe, the half-orc Rhett couldn't help but grin and said, "This battle seems to be much easier than expected. I thought it would be a tough battle."
"No, you are wrong. There is no such thing as a hard fight in this world.
There are only well-prepared battles and unprepared battles.
The result of the former is just like now, killing the enemy with overwhelming force and ending everything.
The latter will lead to the tough battle you just mentioned.
I was more prepared than the enemy, so isn't it only natural that I win?
However, we were able to succeed this time mainly because the enemy underestimated us, was careless and did not understand us.
If there is a next time, I am afraid it will not be so easy. "
Zuo Si explained with a serious expression.
He doesn't want his men to become blindly arrogant because of a few victories.
After all, this kind of information asymmetry advantage may only work once or twice or two or three times, but if used too much, big problems will definitely arise.
But as time goes by, more and more people will begin to obtain information about Zuo Si through various means.
For example, after Clarice goes back to report this time, the legendary wizard Manshoon will definitely use some prophecy magic and the Zhentarim, a huge dark intelligence network spread across the continent of Faerun, to find out a series of information such as his origins, abilities, camp, personality, habits, preferences, weaknesses, spellcasting level, trump cards, etc.
This means that in the future, Zuo Si will gradually become like the chosen one of the Goddess of Magic, the chief of the red wizards, the high-ranking officials of the inner circle of the Zhentarim, and the leader of the Harpist Alliance. He will stand under the spotlight and be studied and targeted by all the enemies both overt and covert.
The only way to break the impasse is to continuously improve one's own strength while increasing the number of cards at hand.
What’s more, Zuo Si also has “backers”.
To some extent, Talona, the goddess of disease and plague, is the biggest "backstage".
Although he himself looked down on this "backer" and even had a little contempt in his heart.
But if he is really pushed into a corner one day, Zuo Si would not mind using some means to expand the belief in Talona throughout Faerun, making it a medium-level or even powerful divine power.
Rhett was not angry even though he was poured a bucket of cold water. He just shrugged his shoulders to show that he had listened.
After all, although these words sounded a bit uncomfortable, they were ultimately for his own good, and he could still clearly tell that.
Just as everyone was preparing to clean up the battlefield as usual to see if there were any valuables or magical items, Vanessa, who had disappeared for a while, finally appeared.
Behind him, there was the dragon lich that had just been killed.
However, this dragon lich no longer had the arrogance it had before, and now followed behind obediently like a "loser dog".
The reason is very simple.
The ruby-inlaid box in Vanessa's hand is the life box that maintains her eternal life.
And the reason why it can be resurrected so quickly is due to a unique ability - [Soul Transfer].
Unlike liches that are transformed from humanoid creatures, a dracolich's body cannot be regenerated through normal means after being destroyed.
Resurrection must be accomplished with the help of corpses of the same species or reptiles.
No matter what form the creature was in before, after being possessed, it will be completely transformed into its appearance before the dragon lich was destroyed in a very short time.
If there are no corpses of their own kind or reptiles around, their souls will be trapped in the life box forever.
This is also the important reason why the dragon lich must cooperate with the Dragon Cult.
Only those who worship dragons as gods would collect corpses and bones that meet the requirements in preparation for their resurrection.
Normally, the Cult of the Dragon places enough corpses and bones next to a dracolich's phylactery to allow for at least two resurrections.
This means that someone fighting a dragon lich needs to kill it two or three times to win.
The difficulty is so high that it is simply not something that ordinary righteous people or adventure teams can accomplish.
But unfortunately, Zuo Si once again used his knowledge of creatures like the dragon lich to arrange everything in advance.
Let Vanessa sneak deeper into the cave in advance to find the dragon lich's life box, and then stay nearby.
When the dragon lich was killed and began to [transfer its soul], he suddenly attacked and seized the life box.
When the other party completes [Soul Transfer] and resurrects, he has already lost the bargaining chip.
"Here, this is the phylactery you requested."
Vanessa presented the golden box inlaid with a large number of rubies with both hands, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes.
Through this action, he noticed certain qualities in Zuo Si.
Especially his meticulous thinking and his terrifying habit of making a lot of preparations in advance no matter what kind of trouble he encounters, which is really scary.
Nothing could be more despairing than facing such an opponent.
“Well done.”
Zuo Si took the life box and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.
Because getting this thing is equivalent to controlling the dragon lich.
Unless the other person doesn't want to live anymore, you have to obey him/her obediently no matter what his/her emotions are.
Vanessa glanced at the dragon lich behind her with a slightly sympathetic look, then smiled and shook her head: "This has nothing to do with me, it's all your arrangement. In fact, something like this can be easily done by any spellcaster who masters the sixth level of [Dissociation]. I am now increasingly looking forward to what path you will take in the future."
Zuo Si also responded with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't let you down."
"I believe it. Besides, now that the battle is over, can I go back and make arrangements for the apprentices in the Mage Tower? They must be panicking because of my inexplicable disappearance. And I also want to visit my old friend Jeffrey."
Vanessa took the opportunity to make a request.
Since he had just been transformed into a lich, he still retained a certain attachment to his interpersonal relationships and social status in his "previous life" and did not want to cut them off immediately.
"No problem. I'll summon you to help if needed."
Zuo Si agreed very reasonably.
After all, the other party is not a summoned creature, and it is normal for him to have his own life.
"Thank you so much."
Vanessa was undoubtedly very happy to get a positive answer, and she cast a teleportation magic and disappeared without a trace.
After he left, Zuo Si turned his gaze to the dragon lich and asked with interest: "Do you mind telling me your name?"
"Barris Riatter..."
The dragon lich slowly uttered a rather awkward word.
"Barith Riat? Are you the ancient green dragon that the elves call the Emerald Nightmare?"
Wilmes couldn't help but exclaim.
Despite being a red dragon, she has always looked down on the other four colors of dragons.
However, we still maintain a certain degree of respect for those "predecessors" who have made a name for themselves.
Because the name of each evil dragon means a series of killing, destruction, ruin and death.
Only when these terrifying beasts continue to cause tragedies will people give them various nicknames to show how dangerous and terrifying the dragon is.
But to an evil dragon, this nickname is a form of honor and recognition.
Looking at the red dragon in front of him that had just reached adulthood and had caused him a lot of trouble in the battle just now, the dragon lich nodded slightly: "Yes, I am the Emerald Nightmare."
"You...why did you turn yourself into a dracolich?" Wilmes asked in confusion.
"It's simple. I was seriously injured in a battle, and I would have died if I hadn't transformed into a dracolich." Barisriat gave a straightforward answer.
In fact, this is also the origin of most of the dragon liches in the Cult of the Dragon.
A dragon is a creature that will continue to grow in strength even if it does nothing but sleep all day.
So anyone who has nothing to do will transform himself into a dragon lich.
Of course, it is not ruled out that some powerful spellcasters of the Dragon Cult transform some younger dragons into dracolichs through threats, intimidation, coercion, and other means.
"Who? Who can seriously injure you?"
Wilmes obviously has a bit of a "gossipy" character. He even forgot that he had just had a fierce fight with the opponent and wanted to steal the opponent's treasure.
He is obviously over 150 years old, but his personality is still like a naughty child who has not grown up.
Zuo Si was not interested in the internal struggles of the "Dragon Clan" and immediately interrupted, "That's enough. Put aside your curiosity for now. I need to talk to this Emerald Nightmare."
Upon hearing the request from its master, the strange creature immediately took control of the body from Wilmes and made the young red dragon shut up.
The dragon lich was obviously very surprised that Zuo Si could make a proud, arrogant and tyrannical red dragon so obedient and well-behaved. The red light in his eyes kept flashing, and he began to worry about his own fate.
Because any dragon that transforms itself into a dracolich must have a strong desire to survive.
Otherwise, they would not choose to live in this way being despised and ridiculed by their own kind.
Just when Barrisriat was about to say something, Zuo Si suddenly summoned "Legacy", absorbing all the mana remaining from the enemies just killed in the cave, and gave it to the Planeswalker class.
Combined with the mana absorbed from the previous battles on both sides of the cliffs in Lucky Valley, Cheng upgraded his planeswalker profession to level 7 and gained the ability to create cards barrier.
After doing all this, he raised his head and looked at the dragon lich in front of him, and asked in an emotionless tone: "Do you want to die or live?"
Baris Ryat was obviously frightened by this almost cruel attitude, and immediately replied: "I want to live!"
"Very good! Then you must let go of your spirit and not resist even the slightest. Otherwise, I will destroy your life box immediately."
After saying this, Zuo Si took out a blank card, pointed it at the dragon lich and uttered two words: "Seal!"
moment!
An extremely huge spherical energy barrier enveloped Barisriat from head to toe.
This sudden change made the dragon lich visibly nervous and flustered.
But just as it tried to struggle, it suddenly heard Zuo Si's warning.
"I told you to let go of your spirit and not to offer even the slightest resistance. If I fail, I will simply destroy your phylactery."
These words were like a bucket of cold water, immediately extinguishing the spark of resistance rising in Barisriat's heart.
It did not have the power to repel the spherical energy barrier, and allowed it to seal itself up.
In the end, whether it was the dragon lich or the life box in Zuo Si's hand, they were all sucked into the card and turned into a picture with densely packed explanatory text below.
[Creature Card: Undead Creature - Dragon Lich]
[LV7 Black Card (Upgradable)]
[Card Quality: Precious]
[Effect: Summon a powerful dragon lich named Barisriat to serve the planeswalker.
It has most of the abilities it had as a green dragon in life, including breathing, and also has various immunities and characteristics of undead creatures.
Every day, you can cast "Charm Human", "Dominate Human", "Entanglement", "Suggestion", and "Plant Growth" at will.
In addition, he can also release spells he has mastered like a LV16 warlock, up to the eighth ring.
As a dragon lich, any creature that is gazed at and hit by Barisrat may be temporarily paralyzed and stand still.
It exudes an aura of fear all over its body, which can make those timid or weak-willed creatures feel scared from the bottom of their hearts, and eventually lose the courage to fight it and turn around and run away.
A dracolich possesses the ability to manipulate the undead around him.
But during the manipulation, it will temporarily be unable to cast other spells.
Barrisriat can understand any language you speak and will obey every command given to him until he is killed or cancels the summons.]
[Using this card requires 25 points of general magic, or 25 points of black magic]
[When a dragon lich is killed and there are no corpses of the same kind or reptiles around to cast "Soul Transfer", the card automatically enters the cemetery and waits for rebirth for fifteen days]
Looking at the brand new cards in his hand, Zuo Si couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.
After all, there is nothing more pleasing than turning your strongest enemy into your trump card.
(End of this chapter)
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